(cont'd)
"Yes, then I am filled with hate," she replied.
"You need to let it go. I know....I used to be filled with cold hatred.
Let it go. People can violate your body,
but it doesn't mean your soul is also violated -
not always.
Your body is only on loan anyway.
The soul is truly yours."
We moved even further away from the music and lights,
until we eventually found ourselves outside.
The sleet had stopped falling,
and amongst a crowd of pigeons sitting on a wire,
a Raven was perched on a buzzing halogen lamp.
Clouds broke apart, exposing a crescent moon hanging from a winking star
like a Christmas ornament, or an earring of night herself.
Not fixed, but dangling,
always moving and changing.
-changing-
"Breathe in deeply. Focus in on the star,
pretend that you are casting your eyes up to the moon like a fishing line.
Begin reeling in your mind."
"Seems like a silly game to me."
"Please try it."
The Raven was watching us from its perch.
I breathed in and out deeply,
opening up my lungs and heart to the sky.
I turned to her and asked,
"Do you feel hate coming from the Raven perched over there?"
"No, not that I can tell."
"Remember. You can still become someone's Queen.
People can violate your body, but your soul can stay intact.
Even if you doubt it right now."
She pulled out some napkins from her purse,
handed them to me, and asked, "Will you write it down for me?"
-And so I did-
January 1st, 2012

A chalky moon rises, from still air, drawn on
smooth, blue-black paper sky. A New Year's eve
like this, seems too calm to be real, to feel
nothing but peace; snow covers tree branches
like fleece, yet I am warmed by a fire inside,
wrapped tight in the starry glow of tomorrow's
promise. As this year's memories glide across
my heart, all the love flows through me like oxygen,
beginning with the purest breath of youthful
innocence, me and you, under a diamond-cut
crescent moon. Many picturesque nights
have come and gone since then - the me and you
now we - a family. Somewhere a clock chimes
twelve times, when your first kiss of the new year
wakes me from my nostalgic dreams, my joy returns
to the moment, a new year, new memories,
a love more real, more true, than the chalky moon.

ELEMENTAL DESIGN
Hydrogen to Helium
A fusion formed by gravity
A carbon-based delirium
Molecularly infinite energy
An ancient discipline known as alchemy
We’re consciousness - the explosion - amorous
We dream of gold from lead and mercury
Fueled reaction in copper with phosphorus
A universal age of prosperity
Bismuth bath. Deficient of iron and zinc
Astronautic laugh – last shine of hope
Nuclear decay –enlightened way – elemental - instinct
Scientific – logical clay – gaseous isotope.
The fluoride, we drink?
Humanity on the pivotal brink
The edge, a precipice.
Lanthanides and actinides
Metals and mysteries.
Shrink down to atomic scale
Our intellect – an accelerated history
Reality?
A holographic projection
Radioactive expansion
A gravitational trajectory
Inertia
Precious pavonine pearl
Our planet, our world.
A place all our elements may inhabit
Terrestrially unique. Diverse and intelligent
The push of inertia
The pull of gravity
The spin of an atom
The spin of our galaxy.
The end.
(written for the periodic table of elements poetry contest) 12-12-14

Touching fingers off
deep fire melting tips
sweetly burning brushes
inside warmly walls
Within four chambers
echoes whispering silently
softly desires warm when skipping a beat
Oh you talk the words
of the sweetest golden honey
intoxicating mead
The drunken spirit dancing
swoons just in thoughts alone
In what you said darling
I blame you smiling
you're a regal beauty
Whom I will kiss
hovering gently over your fingertips
softly holding one's vision
A flame left under the silver moon
dancing with you're shadow of my soul
one firefly beaming beautiful
In the night sky a light from you
shines in each passing new moon
takes a step closer
just to know all the right words to say darling
I'll kiss you till you're calm and then you would be mine..
or maybe i'll wait for the star
to shine upon that beautiful day

Tears rolling down the cheeks
mournfully sighs
falling in a deep lingering thought
Whispering inside silently
I lay a sheepskin rug of purest white
upon the ground for you
love me not ,want me not
cause your heart I don't deserve
The dripping honey from your moon
cannot preserve the smile
behind my pale pearled tears
If I could reach up
grabbing the moon smiling
confetti stars sprinkling them
all over you sweetly
If only by magic
Nor the diamond dust
from your confetti stars
can bring a twinkle to these eyes
These eyes were baptised
with too many holy lies
to ever be disguised
A soulful howl
yearning salted lips
cherishing you babe
within every single teardrop
that falls in your honor
enchanting rising waves kissing
each curl embracing fragrant beauty
I'd rather let my spirit free
to roam in fabled wonders
that always end ' let not love be'
I'd rather gaze in a nocturnal sky
with no one holding me
Cause I have loved with all I am and be
To be betrayed,to be deceived
to be the clown of gaia's destiny
and now not you or any other,no one my dear
No one will set me free
written by Liam and Charmaine

A hole in the head shooting pain trembles
nightshades coldly down the spine
a soul lost in the land of the living
carried away in darkness
flying inside dark clouds holding just a dream
Distant thunder roars lightening splitting cracks
sure as the crow flies crawling opens Hell's gates
dark jewels of the night
charred remains churning in a cauldron
boiling goodness tears of thoughts
Piercing screams spawning nightmares
holding a promise once made
walking in a valley amongst the dead
shadows now smile hearing animals scream
as the moon plays silver dancing light
Dreams snatched away from reality
the crow calls echoes in silence
victims of this world howling over and back
tragedy cries in their pain and suffering
eyes seeking light
whispers through the branches
a heather bleat creature of the night calls
Haunted by humans chained to the earth
awaiting shadows and sunsets
a cursed banshee wails supernatural screams
from everywhere and nowhere
Mind numbing winds passing through
a white silhouette shredded shroud
around a heart entombed
in agonies' twilight shades clouds darken
storms brewed stirring specters chase the wind
Cold rains become lost tears
the willow weeps in eternal sorrows
a lament for the dead
as the silver crescent moon smiles goodbye
Blends in clear as day after sunrise
forgotten in a valley of unrest
death bell's toll out from the past
onyx feathered crows call painful cries
Forever seeking heaven's gate now sealed
that promised choice was lost ages ago
only burning Hell fires
or cold earthworms await
Written by: Liam McDaid & Kelly Deschler

Open the gate and step into the night's adventure
A golden full moon hovering in world of his own
The moonlight is magical
Night darkness under the moon dew glistens
Where the diamonds - the emeralds and
the jewels shine among all the golden
Golden light envelops water pearl luster
in a bed of cotton
As the waves swell
in the ocean
Carefully the wind plays
over the harp
Interaction with the moonlight
and the dream that is my own
30.03.2014
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Looking divine a picture goddess
jewels crowning gems sparkling magic
shining beautiful moon princess dazzling light
At a regal glance priceless cut, shines out diamond
silver ivory full face over and back
we dance into the milky way to paradise
In silver shadows we kiss holding sweetly our love
our souls sparkle together amazing dreams shine
this picture forever lives in the mind one treasure
Most adoring of all queens gracious
sweetheart I pray soon one day we will always
be together all I ever want to do deeply
Is make you smile embraced with happiness
its dark here alone shining in all dreams
Light of a thousand stars halo shine around you babe
Silken ribbons whisper tenderly soft
in every thought a warm breeze sails
Silently this boat to you on golden waves
Only if you wish darling
one in a thousand dreams that come true
you're the sweet night in gale singing inside always now in your tune

Oh baby
these eyes fell down
you're amazing beautiful body
Tingling with warm liquid gold
slowly began melting in fingers
chocolate over soft velvet sweet honey
I began dreaming undressing
deep inside with burning hot desire
Shimmering light of candle
stirring passion flickering memory
gentle kisses burning embers
In the fire ultra warm
sizzling dreaming hot
touches inside desiring love
Once upon a time begins
our enchanting fairy tale dream
From out of the deepest forests
walking on these sands footprints
forever and always will remain special
Left in the heart touching beats
wishing you were here right now
A star shining
catching you inside the magic dust
charming precious held
Within a breath of silver thought priceless
silken wrapped gifted treasuring gem
Faraway whispers sweetly
in silver breaths of air blowing
carried over the moon and back whistling
Echoes sweetly over the hill through the valleys
far beyond time unraveling truth over beauty
almost felt I was making love to you

Melting tears of the moon is snow dust, frozen droplets
Turning into flakes of white icy lace, that cling to the baron
Limbs of the tree tops, for it is winters grace, a frozen
Kiss given unto autumns last sighs of farewell, until
The next seasons change takes place.
Softly floating wisps of thin frozen mists, shifting
Ever lightly, gracefully unto the winds, tenderly
Aloft, free falling paper thin crystals of ice,
Cascading downwards unto the frozen earth below.
Layers of delicate texturing of refineries elegance,
Transforms this landscape of falls color burst, into
A winter wonderland of frost and white icings
Gleaming brilliance.
A kingdom of flickering diamonds is show cased
Beneath the lunar shine, of the light hanging within
The heavens above, a glittering field of gems
Illuminated by the elliptical sphere, Called the moon.
In this picturesque display, the writer ponders
Humbly, to the wonders of nature’s masterful
Hands of creation, to be able to create such
Beauty on
this frozen canvas, and the poet
Is left in awes wake of hushed expression.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN

One night I saw a shooting star
flashing golden memories
wishing for someone beautiful
just like you babe
Dazzling dreams each night
silver trailing thoughts faraway
looking at the moon face
over and back howling echoes
a soulful plea cries
On this cold winters night
your love is the warmth one needs
deep inside that breathes out
free wild as the breeze blowing
Winds in a thousand whistles speak
Utopia's everything whispers your beauty
one in a million star silently blinks
I have fallen under spells
casting on magic fell in your dust
sailing without wings loving you

I will sit on the porch, with the August moon
The old swing sways, with a sleepy croon
... softly humming to make me smile *
In soothing rhythm, all the while
while shadowed moonlight knows our tune
A lonely owl, and then a lark,
calls out to me, within the dark
Starlight glistens, this peaceful night,
while the moon and I, together, listen *
How softly evening whispers twirl, and stir the branches in the breeze
The falling leaves around me curl,
to fall asleep beneath the trees
I'll make a wish, and close my eyes
and drink the splendid moonlit night
I will sit with the moon for awhile....
while keeping me company, with its gentle light....
*
* *
*

As the moon smiles
beams pearly white
silver shadows dancing
in the souls warm sweeping energy
Sweetly brushing butterfly wings
floating inside flying to the sound
Echoes floating in each flutter
touching a warm dainty voice sings
magic chanting
I am to the mantra off your life
graced each step
one like a swan in flight
always flying forward
Never stepping back
finding everything in peace
inside out shines beautiful
dancing the night away

These thoughts are crystal clear in feelings
towards a beautiful gem
dazzling aurora of lighting color
falling into loves sweet
everlasting touching a dream
The fondest memories come flooding back
walking along the golden sands
with my dog buster
him dancing around
floating lovingly on natures breeze
Tears begin rolling down the face
looking skyward
a full moon face in her pearly white attire
Winds blowing quite strongly across the ocean
touching inner humming whistles
Silver reflections of her face shine
dancing in each and every single ripple
Light of truth is a burning torch
forever warm and loving
forgiving always to the end
is this real I ask myself over and over
Watching you sleep smiling deep inwardly beautiful
putting my nose to your hair loving how it smells
for me baby the sweetest scent of you
Knowing smiles upon your angel face
this dream is it real pinching myself
Sleeping beauty I thought in that moment
A fairy tale breathing ever so slowly lowers and rises
deep gentle soft fluttering warm breaths
as i watch you sleeping
One prize for a king who is lucky in love
one I spent a while writing, finished it on a walk last night looking at a full moon

The moon's bow beckons to me,
wind's frosty fingers
entwining mine,
and I lay myself on the balcony's ledge
immersing, losing myself
under that inky blanket sea
the clouds rolling past, so fast,
skimming like waves veiling moonlight,
then letting it peek through
like a shy bride
beautiful, so beautiful
a gentle glow of soul
a silent lullaby that rocks me
If only for a moment
I keep my cradle of tears at bay,
as I let the moon do the weeping for me.
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Debussy's Clair de Lune
now mingles in my mind like soft smoke
and tears come streaming...
Tired, so tired am I.
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THE MAN WHO DREAMED HIS LIFE AWAY
When I was young the Moon was lifted
Hung with tacks and thread
On a mystical ceiling of dreams
She in her skyward place I in my bed
We lay so tightly wed we two sure lovers
That all my years flew round passed us by
While from out our eyes some angels gathered dust
At length proud man at work by day by night
His busy light in flood on tissue walls
Tried describe to she and me a smoking glory in steel
And a prophet raved – “Hear! Heed!
Faith is the one checkered King
On this fantasian board a playing.”
But I like my Moon bearing such pale light
Long dead a mere reflection of life
Was old and could not rise

the moon rises
her candle-lit glow dances
casting shadows on walls
as she weaves in and out
of night's winded breath
fingering every inch of darkness
as she thrusts herself forward
night moans
in a climax of screams
then becomes silent
under freshly fallen dew
she tucks herself beneath covers
and awaits morning's blush

On the Passover Lord
Almighty blood
In our salvation
four back To back
Bleeding in the Heaven's
Eclipsed in blood
Sea waves roar
Upon your throne
On the Passover
Hailing from the clouds
On the feast of the tabernacle
I bow to you my king
The moon bleeds
Almighty power
Forgive us our sins
Eclipses the new year
A sign of great glory
From the eclipsed moon
On the feast of the trumpets
Falling to the last moon
The Passover
Feast of the tabernacle
God's sign
Unto mankind
Salvation his Holy name
He who believes
shall not perish
Instead drinks
from the chalice
of everlasting Life
Pray It comes
To Passover
in the end

The moon is whispering
Even though no one could hear
As the tides move in and out,
Her vanishing thoughts
Become visible
The stars are witnesses
Creating songs and stories
That only gods can perform
But as the night goes on,
Knowledge comes to Earth
Flowing like a celestial river
How do I reach it?
My time moves too quickly
And it's getting farther away
But even so, I'll continue on
I'll raise my voice
May it echo in the heavens
So a new dawn
May rise again
But effort is mocked
"You won't reach it," the darkness taunted
I reached out into the void
And grasped in the cruel wind
As wisdom was swept away
O Despair and Faith,
Erase these anguished dreams of mine
At the glow of the twilight
I will walk
Towards the dawn

orbiting her planet here
in my spacious long distance solitude
this synchronous rotation
only adds to my loneliness
watching her with a
three hundred and sixty five
twenty four seven obsession
peeking around crescents to catch a glimpse
getting attention by rare total momentary eclipse
but occasionally I am fully exposed
to the wonderful sight and beauty of glowing blue hues
there was a time when I was once part of you
you were once part of me
now only a crash course destiny
can bring us together

The man sat beside his wife,
the sun to her moon.
His eyes wreathed with lines of laughter
like the rays of the morning sun.
She smiled at him and he was bathed
in the mystery of moon glow.
They ate slowly, sharing sushi and her chop sticks
danced past his in an ageless ritual.
Their countenances crowned with eternal beauty.

I am the loner, the rebel
never the leader, I go my own way.
Never trying to run with the pack,
but ahead of them.
I never go where they go,
or do what they do.
Surviving amongst the solitude
of dense forests and misty fogs.
Living for the moonlit midnight hours.
Running wild and free
with the wind in my hair
and the moon
reflecting in my golden eyes.
My kind is close to extinction.
Only a few others remain
who are trustworthy,
only to them do I remain loyal.
I am unforgiving to those
who would dare to cross my path.
I am never afraid
to speak out into darkness.
My wail fills the night air,
a lone cry
not of sadness, or loneliness,
but of freedom,
to go my own way
and be a loner.
For Just That Archaic Poet's contest - "Personify Any Animal Of Your Choosing"

My Son Moon and Star ~
Approaching the celebration of his Birth
cherishing the gift I received
within weeks of conception I knew
something amazing was in Creation ~
the Stars held a party
sending me with one of their own
Gazing at 3 shooting stars twinkling crossing the sky
It was magic It was destiny taking its flight.
In love with an October full moon
drawing and painting I liked
thinking of Vincent Van Gogh ~
caught in a loss of time
Hours going by as choosing my color
a wittness to three falling stars
A clear night sky sparkle's
A once Famous Star was sent
inspiring the tiny child inside ~
Never a doubt in my mind at all
child bearing was worth any pain received
yours will be in a pursuit of a dream ~
one to cherish and hold
My Son was born the following August ~
working on the set of Grimm 3rd season this year
as the set of Leverage for 3 years .
Has done a Indie movie here
In Paris it was seen and honored
coming soon filmed in Portland ~
"The House of Last Things "
awaiting the credits , you will see
1st Assistant Director ~ production assistant
My Young Lion Mans dream ~
A proud mom I watch every show and the credits
as foretold in a whisper to me 25 years ago
My Son & Moon and Star
A name you will all know ~
Happy Birthday to my creative Son
you will exist in my heart forever~
and thereafter
Mom